5/06/2018 10:32 AM. Manzanita Beach, Oregon. Amy Cleron. Somedays I wish I could get away from this stupid town. I kick at the sand. The tide is coming in. All is gray. I'm glad I live on the Pacific and not the Atlantic though. I should kick off my shoes and put my feet in … Continue reading A Minute
Ode to the Beach
By Dianne Moritz Oh, to walk on the beach these spring afternoons. To enjoy lapping waves, and slide down big dunes. To watch sea birds playing, hear loud seagulls' squawks. To spot pretty seashells, crabs, clams, osprey hawks. To exult in fresh air, feel mist on my face. Oh, to take a beach walk, … Continue reading Ode to the Beach
Alphabets: Omicron
By Thomas Page I can’t imagine The world so small that It can be placed on A grain of rice and Sold in a beachfront Souvenir shop next To hermit crabs and Obscene tees hung like College banners and Beer signs down the road Mixed with heat and sand And sunburned shoulders Bathed in aloe … Continue reading Alphabets: Omicron
Poems by Marc Carver
THE FUTURE AND THE PAST I walked backwards on another man's footprints on the beach just before the sea swept them away. I thought I could have his past instead of mine he was welcome to mine. I didn't want it but really I knew I could never lose it that albatross that clung around … Continue reading Poems by Marc Carver
“Moonlight in June”
By Reece Merrifield Sea-salt bodies attracted the tongues of a south-westerly breeze; like a well-trained dog in the company of a stranger, it licked all over and no respite was given, but we were thankful, for it was the hottest day in June. Under streetlamp and sunset, we climbed the hill behind a Georgian … Continue reading “Moonlight in June”
Poems By Marc Carver
ONE OF THESE DAYS We went down to the sea put mud all over us and baked in the sun. Some people had left some cut in half water bottles filled with mud an old Scandinavian man came over to his family who were covered in mud. The little girl wanted to put some mud … Continue reading Poems By Marc Carver
“Poésie D’Hiver” (Haiku 189-195)
By Thomas Page Am I limited To what I can know? Modern Scholar, future fool? Gray-white wildcat Who loves my garbage Hiding in the urban woods Can I string these pearls— Random passing thoughts— Into beautiful jewelry? A recursive clock Continuously chimes at Intervals sixty Paradise by the Sea is sweeter when you’re in Cold … Continue reading “Poésie D’Hiver” (Haiku 189-195)
Little Fox
By Ryan Quinn Flanagan In your mind you have no neighbor. The heart is another matter, almost demands as much. I have run sand though my fingers and never once think of the beach. That is how an illusionist escapes his days. The expansiveness of sweating. Thumbing down traffic with a large foamy finger from … Continue reading Little Fox
Tommy Haiku #121-125
By Thomas Page A regent’s cape dyed In the kings of the sea’s soma. A crown is manmade. Omnibus—For us All. You must pay a fare for The general will’s use. A new snowflake is Its own unique universe Of shapes and slant lines. Trace your finger ‘long The sand. A wave washes it … Continue reading Tommy Haiku #121-125
Wind Through the Green
By Pat St. Pierre
Academy of the Heart And Mind 